American Comics: When the Police Comes to Knock on the Door

"Oh, thank you so much, thank you so much."

Bruce and Betty stood up excitedly. They walked to Richard. After Richard handed the USB flash drive to Betty, Betty kissed Richard excitedly, and Bruce, who was equally excited, also pouted. Coming for Richard's other cheek.

Richard quickly took a step back and looked at Bruce Banner in fear.

Bruce calmed down after seeing Richard's reaction, and he pulled his lips and smiled awkwardly.

"I was just a little excited, impulsive, impulsive."

This Hulk is kind of cute.

Richard suppressed a smile and said to Bruce: "It's understandable, but Mr. Banner, please calm down."

Bruce smiled awkwardly and nodded before saying: "Yes, you are so calm, so I won't bother you here. Thank you for your help, Detective Richard."

"Mr. Banner, it's a good thing that you want the Hulk to disappear, but I hope you will proceed with caution. If, if you fail, you should know what the Hulk in you will do."

Bruce smiled and said: "There is no if. Either it disappears from my body. Or we disappear together."

Looking into Bruce's eyes, Richard could feel Bruce's determination, the determination to succeed or succeed. But Richard is not optimistic about Bruce's decision. If Bruce really succeeded, why would there be Hulk in subsequent movies?

"Well I wish you all the best."

But even so, Richard had nothing but blessings to say.

Those who make up their minds and take action should not be criticized even if they fail. The hard work, sweat, will and courage they have put in for this are worthy of recognition and admiration.

Richard has no right to judge Bruce's right or wrong or success or failure, because compared to words or inferences, Bruce is moving towards his goal.

"Thank you."

Bruce thanked Betty and left here together.

Richard stood quietly, thinking silently and blessing silently.

Jessica hugged Richard's waist from behind, her face pressed against Richard's back.

"Rick, you seem to be in a bad mood because of them"

"No, it's not bad, I just have some feelings. The man who just left is called Bruce Banner. He is usually a wise and kind-hearted ordinary person, but once he is stimulated, he will turn into a green-skinned monster. "

"Monsters like me"

Richard broke free from Jessica's hands, turned around and hugged Jessica's waist. He looked deeply into Jessica's eyes.

"Jesse, I have said it countless times, you are not a monster. You are a top student at Imperial University. You are Mrs. Jones' only relative. You are my lover. You are the most precious gift this world has given me. You are beautiful. , you are smart, you are brave, you are proud, you are Jessica Jones. You have countless identities in this society, but you are never a monster."

Jessica buried her head in Richard's chest, and she listened to Richard's powerful heartbeat.

"Okay, I get it, don't talk about me anymore. What's bothering you about Bruce? Is he the Hulk you mentioned?"

"Yes, he is the Hulk. He has two sides. On the one hand, he is a destructive maniac who lacks reason. On the other hand, he is desperately trying to stop himself. What he does and what he thinks are completely different. So how should people define him? Define him by the facts of what he does or define him by the goals and spirit of his thoughts."

"Rick, what you are struggling with is meaningless because you have made your choice long ago. You did not notify the military, you have returned the USB flash drive to him, you have blessed him. You have defined him as a worthy person Respected man."

"Yes, a respectable person."

Richard's hand around Jessica's waist slowly moved down to her elastic, tight and round buttocks.

Jessica looked up and she looked into Richard's eyes.

"Detective Richard, what are you doing?"

Richard tightened his grip slightly with both hands, and then he slowly lifted it up.

"Sister Zhenbao, I have been holding back for too long recently. I need your help."

Jessica put her arms around Richard's neck. She followed Richard's guidance and lifted her feet off the ground. Her slender legs were wrapped around Richard's waist.

"I am happy to serve you, but my warrior, are you ready to fight?"

"Ready at all the time."

Richard kissed Jessica. , the flames soaring into the sky could not accommodate the clothes on the body. Water and milk blend together, and the water is so powerful that it doesn’t matter where and when.

There are two people everywhere in the living room, kitchen, bathroom, and bedroom. Low, high, crisp, noisy, it was always the cry of two people.

After the passion, Richard and Jessica lay on the bed hugging each other, Richard caressed Jessica's smooth back, and Jessica's thighs rested on Richard's waist.

"Rick, I need to take a shower. I'm sweating too much and I'm sticky."

"Together?"

Jessica's thighs rubbed lightly, and she smiled and said, "Okay."

"Well, you better go first. I'll change the sheets. These sheets are wet and uncomfortable."

Jessica chuckled, then she got out of bed and stood on the ground barefoot, then she walked slowly to the bathroom.

Richard knew that Jessica was doing it on purpose. She was deliberately walking the catwalk, she was deliberately twisting her waist and hips, she was deliberately raising her hips, and she was deliberately tightening her slender thighs. She was showing her beauty to Richard. Virtue.

But Richard gave up. After nearly four hours of fighting, Richard had already run out of ammunition and food. He had the rudeness to fight again.

Richard smiled and shook his head. He turned over and stood on the ground. He stretched his slightly sore waist, then found a pair of large pants from the closet and put them on. He lifted up the sheets and quilt and threw them on the ground. He lay on the floor, then put on new sheets and bedding, and then ordered takeout. He was in urgent need of replenishing energy.

After Jessica came out of the bathroom, Richard went into the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, Jessica was lying sideways on the sofa watching TV. She was wearing Richard's shirt on her upper body, and the loose shirt went over her hips. It barely blocked the overflowing spring light, and the two smooth thighs overlapped and stretched straight.

I, the goblin, won’t accept this trick.

Richard walked over and sat on the sofa. He leaned his back against Jessica's abdomen, but his hand couldn't help but touch Jessica's thigh.

Because Richard is currently so popular in the media and there are no urgent matters recently, he plans to take a good two days' rest.

He and Jessica lived a shameless life in the past two days, and the house was even more messy.

But on June 6, Richard's last night off work, while Richard and Jessica were enjoying dinner for two, the wall of Richard's house collapsed.

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